Qianye looked at the text on the computer screen, and the mouse gradually slid down.
The trailer of the novel is very simple.
There was only the preview of the story he had just seen, and a reply from the "author" to other people's comments.
Reader comments are not visible.
It contains only the author's own words.
Summarizing most of them is nothing more than promoting the new story you are about to update and saying how satisfied it makes you.
Others feel guilty that "Amada High School" has only been updated halfway...
It seems that the appeal for "Amaden High School" seems to be good, but the "author" explained that it is a huge story and needs enough characters to support it, because there are currently errors in the set characters, so it can only be suspended.
Overall, there is basically no problem.
It's a promotion for a new book by a normal author...
but,
This propaganda theme.
Qianye, who was sitting in front of the computer, had a strange expression.
After guessing that the author was a professional horror novelist, Qianye originally thought that the next story might rely on the gradual expansion of the horror map to increase the worldview of the previous story.
When Chino came out of Amada High School.
Just guess whether the next story map will be a continuation of the school, such as its second part or something like that. After all, the school story has no beginning or end.
Chino also didn’t find the answer to the existence of “lies”...
But this "author".
But he doesn't play his cards according to common sense.
This was unexpected by Qianye...
The content of this promotion is about warm family and dear mother.
So what does this have to do with the world of horror?
Isn’t that a world where a ghost can pop up at any time?
He also labeled it as a story that "he" was more satisfied with...
Not monotonous.
"Is it any different from the previous one?"
"What are you doing? Why don't you just clarify the previous story?"
"It really hurts..."
Qianye was thinking about the similarities in the content of the previous stories, trying to find something in them. Maybe he could prepare in advance so that he would not be clueless in the next story.
January 12th.
It happens to be tomorrow.
The transition time this time is not as long as last time, and there is a week to adjust.
After returning from Qianye.
It's only a day and a half.
The rush of time also prevented Qianye from properly adjusting his situation...
Although, he doesn't seem to have anything to adjust to.
But this kind of rush to update the plot made him feel a little overwhelmed. He was originally planning to inquire about the organization to see if he could get any clues about Yujian's disappearance.
But now it seems that he doesn't have much time to do other things...
Qianye stared at the computer screen, thinking for a long time.
Half a moment.
Unable to figure out the cause and effect, he could only put the matter aside and then look for the missing ax in the house.
I don’t know if it’s because of Spider Woman’s good deeds.
Chino finally found the ax in the toilet drain. Half of the ax body was soaked in the water in the toilet. When he took it out, it was still wet and dripping...
After finding the axe, he sorted out his backpack a little and cleared out the contents.
After my experience at Yutian High School.
He understands that some things are useless.
For example, the three or four power banks in that bag...
Qianye knew that he obviously had no chance to find a place to play some games secretly.
Maybe it was because he ran away to other places last time that the story of Rainy Day High School was changed from "lies" to exam papers, causing the real story line to be hidden and moved.
He looked at his empty backpack and started stuffing things into it.
"Well... a flashlight is a must, a battery is a must, and at least one mobile phone power bank is required..."
"In case you are trapped in some desperate situation, you must have food and water."
“Compressed biscuits and mineral water are the first choice.”
"Bring some red beef to refresh yourself and fight fatigue?"
Qianye looked at the relatively ample space in the big bag and put two more cans of energy drinks into it.
In order to prevent the backpack from clanking like last time when running, he slightly modified his large bag and added more interlayers and tightening straps on the inside.
"It is necessary to prevent the story from being too long and causing you to stay up late and doze off."
"Where are the potato chips? They're actually quite delicious. It shouldn't be a problem to bring a pack."
"We've got the potato chips... Do you want some melon seeds?"
"Or pistachio?"
Thinking of this, Qianye was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly realized that he was there to survive, not to travel.
But looking at the things in the bag, he felt it was a pity to take them out.
After all, there is still space in the bag, and it would be a waste not to pack it. His physical fitness is under the influence of the ax and the worm, so running with a full backpack is actually no problem.
"Forget it, just take it with you."
Of course, in addition to these inconspicuous things, Qianye also put nylon ropes, small daggers, bandages, hemostatic disinfectant and other things inside.
With the backpack on and behind it, it barely looks like a "cross-country warrior."
The blood-colored ax is not too heavy. Except for the dense blood threads on it like a spider web, its appearance is not much different from a normal small farm axe.
In order to be able to easily get this weapon at any time.
He imitated the "Axe Gang" style in the TV series and tied it around his waist. Apart from being a little uncomfortable, the rest was pretty good.
"This should be fine."
Qianye thought.
After making all preparations, he placed the big bag and ax next to the bed and went to bed again.
I slept a little late today.
Afraid that he would not be able to get up tomorrow, he set several alarm clocks for himself just in case.
Entering the house at night.
Qianye fell asleep happily, thinking of nothingness and happiness.
So I fell asleep quickly...
…
…
afternoon.
One fifty-eight.
The rare warm sunshine in winter breaks through the thick clouds, and the wind today seems to be much warmer than the previous few days.
Passers-by were coming and going on the street downstairs, which was quite lively.
Qianye had the same plan as last night. He carried a big bag, put the ax on his waist, and sat in front of the computer, waiting for the update of the novel content.
His personal dashboard hasn't changed much.
Maybe it's because the story of "Amada High School" has not ended, or maybe because my status as a supporting role has not improved.
Therefore, the number of words that Qianye can modify now is still "4".
One of the few changes was that after the worm entered his body, an item was added to his inventory, and his character modification became "Sheep-Eater".
Of course, for Qianye himself, with this change, he is still quite satisfied with the appearance of the worm compared to the increase in word count by one.
That thing can bring him a lot of unexpected conveniences.
It's much better than an increase of 1 word...
After all, although the former's ability is exaggerated, it has great limitations and cannot be used almost at any time like the worm.
If he wanted to, he could even maintain the image of a "tentacle monster".
No, that's not right.
"Polytongued monster" may be more appropriate...
…
The wait was not long.
Similar to last time, the "author"'s update time always takes a few minutes at night.
When new text content appears on the screen.
Just a moment.
The scenes in Qianye's vision began to blur, break, and merge...
【I think.】
[Perhaps mother is the best adjective for love.]
【I love my mother very much.】
[Even if she will be very forceful and ask me to obey her...]
【She will become abnormal occasionally.】
【She often makes some "jokes" to me that I hate.】
[Will put a head in my schoolbag when I'm not paying attention...]
【They often force me to eat the "pork rib soup" which I hate the most.】
【Will "hide" in my pencil case to tease me. 】
[I will ask Xiaomei upstairs to come down and sleep with me and occupy my room...]